V1.Chapter 5

The gloomy sky is drizzling.

In an empty training ground.

A group of teenagers formed a circle, and the needle gold fell to the ground at the moment, surrounded by the teenagers in the center.

The teenagers looked down at Zhen Jin and kept laughing and mocking, with thick disdain on their faces.

The young man in charge is tall, with blue hair, just like several inches of steel needles, standing upright on his scalp.

The young man with green hair hugged his arms and stepped on Zhen Jin's shoulder: "Zhen Jin! Please remember that your hundred needle family is just a noble leader and a loser! A guy like you also wants to be on an equal footing with us?"

The young man with green hair suddenly raised his feet, stepped on the head of needle gold, and laughed grimly: "today I'll teach you a lesson! From now on, no matter where you see us in the castle, bow your head to me, make way for me, and shrink aside!"

"An inferior aristocrat should look like an inferior aristocrat. If I see you look down on me, I will beat you into a cripple."

"Do you understand?"

The green Kui let out a low roar and forced his feet to directly crush the head of needle gold into the mud.

"Ming... Understand. Cough cough!" Needle gold made a hard sound.

"Hahaha." Qingkui raised his hair, laughed proudly, loosened his feet, and walked away.

Before leaving, he left a sentence: "of course, if you are not convinced, you can challenge me at any time. I am Qingkui waiting for you anytime, anywhere!"

"Cough cough." Zhen Jin struggled and sat up. As I just opened my mouth to speak, the muddy water inevitably flowed back to my throat and caused a burst of cough.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the teenagers lost interest.

"Bah, what!"

"Just because he wants to challenge young master Qingkui? Why?"

"With his embroidery needle, hahaha."

It rained heavily, and the teenagers surrounded the young Kui, burst into laughter, and entered the castle.

Needle gold sat in the mud, letting the rain hit him.

He was scarred and pale. After a moment of stupor, his eyes turned slightly and stared at a sword in the mud.

That's his sword.

This is a very thin stabbing sword.

The stabbing sword was soaked in mud and water, and there seemed to be no sharp light in the past.

Memory came to an abrupt end here.

When Zhen Jin returned to reality, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "I'm a member of the hundred needle family? The territory seems to be in the south. Shengmingda joined the southern aristocracy of the Empire in the past 100 years. It seems to have been led by the count?"

About a hundred years ago, in order to end the final expedition as soon as possible and unify the Terran mainland, Emperor Shengming took the initiative to recruit and surrender the last remaining stubborn forces in the Terran.

These stubborn forces became the new aristocrats of the Shengming empire.

However, the previous brutal war led to deep hatred between these new nobles and the old nobles under Emperor Shengming.

A large number of relatives and friends between the two sides died in the battlefield. Both sides are covered with the blood of each other's clansmen.

Therefore, the needle gold, which represents the new aristocratic forces to join the temple and become the alternate of the Knights of the temple, naturally suffered from the strife, suppression and exclusion of the old aristocracy.

Needle gold felt a little confused.

This was a humiliating memory, which reappeared in his heart at the moment, but did not bring him anger and hatred.

"Strange, my mood is very calm, like passers-by watching."

"One more thing..."

What he pays more attention to is not the content of this memory, but another question - why does memory emerge?

"The memory appeared when I tried to use the long sword."

"It's also a weapon. I tried machete before, but no memory emerged. But when I grasped the handle of the sword, it emerged."

"When I was by the river, the first memory I remembered was the scene of swearing in when I joined the temple. At that time, it was the first time I heard the word Templar from Zidi."

After reviewing these two experiences, Zhen Jin speculated: "it seems that the key to reproducing memory is to find a trigger point."

This trigger point may be a word or a physical object, such as the current sword.

Zhijin thought more deeply.

He looked at the ordinary long sword in his hand and asked himself in his heart, "if what I am holding at this time is not a long sword, but a stabbing sword, will my memory reappear more?"

"I want to stimulate morale. What trigger point should I actively look for?"

Zhen Jin and Zi Di dug a pit together and buried the bodies of the two guards in the earth.

The two continued to set out.

Zidi guides the direction. The route is the exploration route when I came before.

The two have been afraid to go deep into the rainforest.

It seems that the deeper you go, the greater the probability of encountering golden Warcraft.

There was no way to stimulate fighting and magic, and the two were in great danger. Instead of exploring in a strange environment, it's better to return along the original road.

At least the crisis in this journey is either solved or detected.

Of course, there will also be new changes like blood line centipede.

But compared with other routes, this is undoubtedly the safest choice.

After another trek, it was getting late.

The boy and the girl carefully chose a place and arranged it carelessly - they are going to spend the night here tonight.

It is not difficult to collect dry branches and grass leaves.

Beside the firewood pile, Zidi was half kneeling on the ground, holding a spark stone in both hands.

Ka, Ka.

She used two spark stones to collide with each other, and soon hit a blue Mars.

Mars fell into the hay and turned into orange red at one point and two points. Orange red expanded rapidly on the hay and soon burned.

First, a faint smoke curled up.

Zidi quickly put away the star flint, puffed up her small mouth, and blew out a gust of breeze.

Stirred by the breeze, the fire in the hay expanded rapidly, and the light smoke turned into thick smoke, and then the flame soon rose into a fist sized flame.

"Yes." Zidi's face was happy, and she immediately stood up and stepped back.

In such a short time, the flame completely expanded and burned, forming a bonfire.

Zidi carefully put the two spark stones away.

In the past, she only needed to snap her fingers to make a small fire to live.

This is one of the magician's tricks.

But on this island, black iron magic can't be used at all, and it's forbidden. On the contrary, star flint, an ordinary means of making fire, is more practical.

Without these star flints, it's still troublesome to make a fire with your bare hands.

The burning campfire brings warmth and light, driving out the darkness of the night.

There was no barbecue on the campfire. Teenagers and girls sat around the campfire, eating dry food, opening water bags and drinking water.

No matter the spark stone, dry food and water were all taken from the bodies of the two guards.

Although dry food is difficult to swallow, there is nothing to pay attention to in this case.

This day's trek was full of thrills. They were able to save their lives in front of many Warcraft animals such as gold and silver, and also harvested a certain amount of equipment, as well as sufficient food and water. All these made them feel extremely lucky. Where else do they want?

After eating and drinking, teenagers and girls carefully tidy up and store the remaining food and water bags.

After calculating in her heart, Zhen Jin frowned slightly and said, "according to the current food and water, it's only enough for us to eat for two days."

Whether girls or teenagers, they eat far more than ordinary people. Especially for needle gold, the appetite is more than three times that of Zidi.

This is not surprising.

Zidi practiced magic, and her life level jumped to the black iron level. And needle gold is likely to have silver level cultivation. The higher the level of life, the greater the appetite, and the higher the requirements for external nutrition.

Ziti estimated, "next, if we return by the same way, it will take us seven days to get out of the rainforest. But it doesn't matter. We brought enough supplies on the way, and set up several camps along the way. There are several camps, and some supplies are left. If there is no accident, there should be no problem with food."

Needle gold nodded, and then he was relieved.

He took out the sword and wiped the blade with an oilcloth.

Weapons need maintenance.

Although the long sword is ordinary, it gives needle gold a real sense of security.

"Unfortunately, there is no crossbow."

Crossbow is a forbidden weapon for civilians, but the needle gold party was originally going to Baisha city. This kind of weapon is equipped.

According to ziti, the exploration team that came to search for needle gold was originally equipped with five crossbows.

But along the way, it was a series of losses.

After the first time that the blue haired wolf suffered from the crossbow, he began to deliberately target it. After killing most crossbowmen, he also directly bit the crossbow.

Seeing that the needle gold wiped the long sword, Zidi came over at this time: "adult, let me examine your wound."

Needle gold nodded.

After disassembling the bandage, he found that most of the wound on his arm had healed.

"The effect is good." Needle gold is generous in praise.

At this time, he was sitting on the stone, and Zidi was half kneeling on the ground.

The girl first took out the powder from the leather bag around her waist and sprinkled it evenly on the wound. Then she took out a new bandage and gently wrapped it around the needle and gold.

Finally, Zidi put the arm guard on the needle gold.

Zi Di's eyes fell on the arm guard and sighed, "if there had been this iron arm guard, you wouldn't have been injured by the blood thread centipede, sir."

The firelight reflected on the armguard, reflecting a vague orange light, which also fell on the tip of Zidi's hair.

Zidi's black hair was shining with a halo in the light of the fire.

Her wheat skin is delicate as a girl. At this moment, it seems that there is a pure body fragrance, with fire, passed to the heart of needle gold.

Pin Jin couldn't help but feel her heart move and couldn't help reaching out and stroking Zi Di's hair.

Zidi shivered slightly.

"Big, big man." Zi Di lowered her head, as if frightened by the action of Zhen Jin, and held her breath as nervously as a kitten.

Zhen Jin's mind was not on the love affair between children and women. He quickly withdrew his hand and asked faintly, "Zidi, what kind of person do you think I am?"

The boy asked, while the memory of the past haunted his mind.

After the memory of the second paragraph appeared, he had been secretly tasting and reflecting.

"As a Templar, he was born into a southern aristocracy and was ostracized among his companions. That's for sure."

"But must I be a coward in my memory?"

"No, not necessarily."

Zhen Jin thinks there are other possibilities.

These days, he has been knowing himself.

Memory is only a basis for him to judge himself. In addition, there are other powerful basis.

For example, when Zhen Jin was awakened, he just opened his eyes and found the blue haired wolf jumping into the air. In an instant, he finished the attack without thinking about it. In the end, although it inadvertently contributed to the death of the Blue Wolf, it also revealed the solid and profound combat quality of needle gold itself.

Then he saw the lava giant turtle. Facing the powerful life at the golden level, Zhijin found that he always kept calm. Although he was very nervous, there was really no chaos.

Later, he found the body of the guard. He searched the corpse carefully. He was calm and had no disgust at all. It seemed to be common. This may be the proof that he has been in battle for a long time and has been tempered. At least, the first brother in the battlefield will never react like this.

And he can easily calculate the scene of the wolf fighting with the bodyguard according to the trace. This ability surprised him a little.

"In my memory, I didn't fight against Qing Kui's provocation. There are basically two possibilities."

"The first possibility is really weak, but later I worked hard and grew up."

"The second possibility is to show weakness."

Needle gold felt that the second possibility was a little greater.

Because when this memory emerged, his mood was very calm, even with a little indifference.

If it is really a memory of humiliation, should there be some anger and hatred left in the bottom of my heart more or less?

In the face of Zhen Jin's inquiry, Zi Di pondered for a moment, carefully considered the words, and then responded: "Lord Zhen Jin, I don't know much about you."

"But according to the rumor, adult, you usually don't get close to women and go alone. Even if you encounter major events, you don't easily show your emotions of joy and anger."

"You spend most of your time in the temple of penance, looking serious and silent. Your clothes, food, housing, transportation and every move are elegant and calm, full of aristocratic demeanor."

"Although you have few friends, you are willing to help others, especially to protect the weak and help the poor. So your reputation in the lower class, adults, has always been very good."

"Also, sir, your sudden action and successful participation in this competition for the master of Baisha city seems to surprise other Templars."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhen Jin couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

Zidi's answer quickly outlined a young image with Chengfu in his heart.

But what surprised the teenager was that Zidi didn't know much about the situation of needle gold.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't she my fiancee?"

"If it's not for her deep feelings, why does she stick to me?"

"What is the relationship between her and me?"

Zhen Jin was about to continue asking, when suddenly a buzzing voice came.

They immediately turned around and saw hundreds of "flames" suddenly lit up in the jungle under the night.

These "flames" gathered in groups, and rushed to Zhijin and Zidi, with a fierce momentum.

"What is this?" Zhen Jin quickly got up and stood in front of Zidi with a very dignified face.

A small part of the "flame" exudes a bronze breath of life.

"Is this?!" After seeing the true face of "fire", Zidi immediately turned pale.

"This is fire venom bee, sir, run away. I'll come to the back of the hall!" Zi Di's face was full of determination, and she stepped forward, but protected the needle gold behind her.

"Hurry up, my Lord!!" Zi Di shouted, very urgent, but she showed her will to die.

(sorry, today's update is a little late. Yesterday, I discussed with the management about a way to release the new group of new books tomorrow. Last night, I spent more than 2 hours communicating with the partners in the group and answering some questions. But there are still many groups that didn't go. I received a message from the management this morning saying that some groups waited for an hour last night, but I didn't come! I bow and apologize here! My energy is too limited. I will take another time to communicate this week, and I will start to improve this activity mechanism.)